The Rebel Faction

*BrimStone sat in the Forest, alone. He smelled the anger inside of him, used it to fuel himself. He called out to WT through the Force*

"Come young padawan, it is your time."

OOC: i'm warning you here an dnow. BrimStone is lke the god of sith. He's fairly powerful, for aan apprentice,a nd if he had control, he could take a cnadle to ost sith masters. Unforutnately control is his fault, which is why he is only an apprentice.

OOC: I mispoke, he's powerful, but he lacks control, you won't have MUCH to worry about.. .heh...


*A tree next to WT is lit on fire by a fireball from the hands of BrimStone. He snaps his fingers.*

"You are lucky, little creature, if i had really concentrated, you would be dead."